There's all sorts of different definitions of "remote" living, with each having its own pros and cons.
I grew up in "remote" areas of the Virginia Mountains, especially before more development got closer. I was about eight miles from the Appalachian Trail as a bird would fly, although getting anywhere took time because the roads aren't straight. Water wasn't an issue because of wells and septic. 30 minutes to a town of 60,000 people, an hour to a town of 100,000+.
Here were some random pains in the ass I remember growing up:
- 30 minutes to the closest crappy grocery store for the first 10 years, that got cut to 15 when development was closer. I still appreciate "I need X", leaving the house, coming back with X in 10 minutes total living half a mile from a shopping center.
- We were the last house on the power line, which means when there was an ice storm or bad tropical storms that made it inland, it could be a week or more without power.
- We were at least part of a through-road, so when those bad storms came down, everyone just grabbed their chain-saw and cut their way out. Started slow but a larger pack of families/trucks/chain saws would be cutting as we got further down the road.
- Still to this day no access to high speed internet
- The bus routes sucked growing up and I was the third person picked up.
- The neighbors were hit and miss, some you liked and it was a sense of community, others were a pain in the ass. One had a couple of dogs that ran in a pack and terrorized our animals when we first moved.